DreamersGN Chapter 299 Interests (for automatic subscription)\\r
Chapter 299 Interests (for automatic subscription)\\r
Guan Tian was startled and asked in confusion, "Who is the president of Perfect Media?"
"Their president is Wang Qiang, who is also the founder of Perfect Media. He recently entered the game field. He said that he has important projects with you and them, so he won't reveal it to me."
After Lisa finished speaking, she went on to ask, "Mr. Guan, have you seen him?"
"Let's meet." Guan Tian thought for a moment, then said: "After all, after entering the media industry, you should get to know these colleagues. 99
"Okay, then I'll make an appointment for him at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, can you think?" Lisa continued.
"it is good."
After hanging up the phone, Saber opened his mouth first, and said with a little playfulness: "This Wang Qiang... is incredible.
Guan Tian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You know a lot, what role is this Wang Qiang?"
"When I was doing a military forum before, their company sent someone to look for me and wanted to sign a contract with me." Saber leaned on the back of the chair and said in a eloquent manner.
"But obviously, they were rejected by me, but they were unwilling. At first, they looked at the hut and got close. Then guess what?"
Guan Tian laughed and scolded: "You are still selling off? Hurry up and say, what's going on?
"In the end, this Wang Qiang is actually going to block me, isn't it amazing for someone who can't get it, and will destroy it?"
After Saber finished speaking, a sneer appeared on his face, obviously disdainful of this Wang Qiang.
Guan Tian sneered nonchalantly and said: "I see what tricks he has tomorrow. 35
"However, this is also normal. Capitalists are like this. Once a business opportunity or a good company appears, they will buy it or invest in it. If it doesn't work, they will use tough measures."
Saber said calmly and jokingly, obviously he was no stranger to this kind of thing.
Guan Tian leaned back in the chair and murmured: "What do these guys like, just don't disturb us, I'm not interested in these. 99
Saber smiled and didn't speak, but he was thinking, "It seems that I can't help you, all problems are just interests."
"Since you have become an entrepreneur, and you are still a crucial entrepreneur, I am afraid there will be no less problems like this..."
Saber's views on these issues are different from those of Guan Tian.
After all, Guan Tian was slightly autistic when he was in college, so even if he was doing live broadcasts, he wasn't the kind that would make a living at a special conference.
Now that he has come this far, he cares more about whether he can do something more correct and meaningful.
Guan Tian really doesn't want to interfere in the intrigue in the shopping mall.
But just as Saber thought, this kind of thing, probably not Guan Tian can decide in the future...
When the night fell, Guan Tian and Saber returned to their residence and rested.
The two were sleeping soundly, and a private plane slowly landed at the airport.
At the same time, the company building of Perfect Media is still brightly lit at the moment.
In the president's office on the top floor, Wang Qiang was fidgeting with a cigarette in his mouth, as if waiting for some result.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Li Zairong will be here soon. He said that he promised to give you no less."9
The secretary stood at the door, holding a pile of documents in his arms, bowed his head, and said nonchalantly.
"He's almost there!?" Wang Qiang stopped, stared at the secretary fiercely, and said, "Then why don't you wait for me to make tea? What's the use of labor and management for you!
The secretary shrank his neck in fright, hurriedly agreed, and ran to the tea room to make tea.
Wang Qiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the office bathroom and carefully sorted out his appearance.
He took a deep breath, a shrewd gleam of businessman's eyes flashed across his eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Guan Tian, ah Guan Tian, I said how did you jump up so quickly, I really thought you were some kind of genius savior."5
"I didn't expect that everyone is a raccoon dog, but it's just to make money.
Wang Qiang murmured in a low voice, his eyes twinkling!
He spat fiercely and said, "It's not your turn to get a share of the media industry in China!
While speaking, he glanced at the time on his watch, hurriedly walked out of the company, and stood at the door.
The imperial capital at night was exceptionally cold, and the piercing cold wind was enough to make one tremble.
On the other hand, Wang Qiang stood up straight in the cold wind as if he had been trained, like a welcoming pine.
He stared at the entrance of the company square and thought nervously, "The CEO of Samsung Group actually came to me in person. It seems that my status in the domestic media industry will soar!"
Wang Qiang secretly secretly rejoiced in his heart, his fanatical ambition and desire seemed to dispel the coldness of his cold wind...
After about ten minutes, a black and silver-backed Maybach came slowly.
Wang Qiang was overjoyed in his heart, with a smile on his face, he bent down and stepped aside, much like his father-in-law who greeted the emperor in ancient times.
After a while, the car stopped in front of him.
Wang Qiang hurriedly bent over, with a flattering smile on his face, hurried up the mountain and helped open the car door.
There was a young man in the car, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a black suit of advanced customization, and a pair of high-definition leather shoes on his feet.
At first glance, his outfit seemed to cost little money, just ordinary.
But Wang Qiang, an entrepreneur, understands it very well!
Just this set of clothes, at least a few million!
This set of clothes is a height that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime!
"`"Mr. Li, please get off the bus." Wang Qiang said respectfully like a servant.
Li Zairong slowly opened his eyes, pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and swept over Wang Qiang's face arrogantly, and then got out of the car slowly.
"Mr. Li, hello, I'm Wang Qiang, president of Perfect Company, you can call me Xiao Wang. 39 Wang Qiang said flatteringly.
Li Zairong didn't look at him, took the driver and translator, and walked straight towards the company.
Wang Qiang didn't care at all, but Li Zairong's arrogant attitude made him feel normal.
In his eyes, it would be strange if someone like Lee Jae-young would respect him.
He hurriedly led the way forward again, bending over and smiling all the way, like a stray pug!
Several people finally came to the tea room.
On the tea table, there is already hot tea.
Wang Qiang made a gesture of invitation and said, "A friend is coming from afar, please sit down one by one.
Before he finished speaking, Li Zairong took the seat himself.
He took a slow sip of tea, then frowned and said, "What kind of rubbish tea are you! Is this for dogs? 35
The translator on the side translated the words word for word.
Wang Qiang's heart tightened, and a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead.
He glanced at the tea box beside him, and slandered in his heart: "Go to Huangshan Maojian, what kind of tea do you want from this stick?!
However, he absolutely did not dare to say these words, and immediately laughed along with him: "I, I don't have such good tea, don't take it offense." Wei.